A/N- Hi :D This is my first Bones fanfic so it might not be very good, but I hope it's alright. I'm not sure whether to keep it as a one-shot or to make it longer so please review and tell me what you think as I have a few more ideas on what to right about. Also, if you have any ideas, please tell me in a review as I would love to hear them and see what I could do about putting them in. So, enjoy
Temperance Brennan lived for her job- she would say she loved it... but she wasn't sure that she believed in love... that was until she had met Seeley Booth. Even though they were not always on the best terms, arguing, disagreeing, she always felt like he was the one thing that always stayed the same in her life: her one constant. He held a power over her, one that she could not describe, like he could protect her in ways that she could not protect herself, and although she was adamant that he was not needed by her, Brennan knew that Booth was the only person who she could fully trust. He had saved her life so many times before, and she his; the emotional bond between them was indescribable. Whenever Brennan felt vulnerable she would look to him; look into his dark eyes and know that he would always be there for her whenever she needed him, wherever he was, he would be there for her. Annoyingly at first, Booth had gotten into the tedious habit of calling her by his nickname for her, 'Bones'; but now she didn't care so much, she actually quite liked it, as strange as it seemed. All of the facts showed that he was still affectionate of her, and Brennan was a strong believer of facts, choosing to trust them over Booth's sometimes untrustworthy gut-feeling, but she couldn't accept it... Each time he left her at night whilst she was still piecing together the latest skull or examining a new skeleton she died a little inside, hoping against every hope that he would stay but being disappointed when he didn't, Having this same feeling every night but knowing she had to be rational: he wasn't going to stay; He had Hannah now. Now, every night Brennan would work alone, tears pouring silently down her face and she would make a pact with herself: she would not show her feelings, she would pretend that her heart didn't break into a million tiny pieces each time Booth left her: she would reveal no weakness, though she felt every weakness there was to feel when he was not around. And every night the process would start again. She had felt like this before, dejected, unwanted, unable to express her true thoughts to the person who mattered most to her; it would almost kill her inside; make her seemingly emotionally stable whilst really she was screaming inside. Just like when her parents left. She could teach herself not to show her feelings, but she could not teach herself not to love Booth. The feeling went too deep for that. It went so deep that it seemed as if it was buried in her bones. Temperance Brennan thought this through as she sat at her desk at three in the morning, oblivious to the stream of tears running down her face. Then she heard a familiar voice drifting across the cavernous room.
'Bones... are you in here?' Seeley Booth appeared at the doorway- and noticed her tears.
A/N- So, I wasn't entirely sure whether I should have ended it there but I thought that was probably the best place for the moment. Again, please review as it really would make my day.